I Need You (Kim Taehyung)

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"Jeez, Tae." Jungkook takes out his packet of tissues, handing me one. "Why didn't you bring a jacket?"

"Left my keys in the house," I sniffle as we walk into the gym. Jungkook shakes his head at at me. "TaeLyn." I hear Jimin call. I tense at his voice, feeling the fear rise within me. I nodded at Jungkook and he walked away to play basketball. I breathed out and turn towards Jimin. That smug facade I was used to was nowhere in sight. He seemed to be sad and guilty. "How is she?" He asks after a few minutes of silence. I tilt my head to the side. "Ah Ro," he clarifies. My breath hitches. "I know that's where Jungkook goes once a month." I look down at my feet, feeling my own share of guilt. "She thinks I don't know about Yoo Jung." My heart and I quickly lift my head, sending him a questioning glare. He leans against the lockers and sighs. "I looked for her that day she left."

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Jimin searched for her for months. Social Media, friends he had littering in every city. Till he finally found her. Only to know she was pregnant and ready to pop. She was in the country's main capital, far away from her origins. She lived alone and worked from day tonight. She quit school and focused her time on herself and her kid. Jimin first saw his baby boy when she was asleep, everyone had left for the day and the nurses let him have one look after visiting hours. He was the tiniest yet chubbiest kid he had seen. He slowly approached him and saw the name on his tiny crib. Park YooJung. He smiled softly, reaching his hand to stroke the pale skinned child's cheek. He looked over at the woman that struggled to keep herself alive while carrying an extra soul within her. 

"Why didn't she tell me?" he almost sobbed, trying to hold it in. "I could've helped. She wouldn't've moved so far away and stayed close to her friends. She could've lived with me." TaeLyn's heart broke. "I haven't seen him since the hospital. I don't know who resembles, what he's like or what he loves to do." TaeLyn sat beside him on the floor and hesitantly raised her hand to pat Jimin's back for comfort. TaeLyn smiled. "He looks like you," she whispered. He turned his head to look at TaeLyn. "He has your hair, that smile that makes your eyes disappear. Chubby cheeks, shyness and he has your loud laugh." TaeLyn giggled at the small traits the baby has. "I didn't get to be around him for too long, but it was enough to tell how much that kid is just another you." Jimin smiled, tears in his eyes and  a blush on his cheeks. "He likes to watch TV while a bunch of toys just sit around him. Jungkook says he likes to play with Bob," TaeLyn chuckles, remembering all the times Jungkook mentioned the baby loving Jimin's old toy that mysteriously went missing. "So that's where it went." Jimin's guilt rose as he felt the girl he bruised, attempt to comfort him.  

"The things I said to you that day," he gulps. "I didn't mean any of it." Jimin turns to me. "Iwas mad. Ah Ro was out, working. I had tried to see him but Jaehyun wouldn't let me." My ears quirked up and my heart fell. "She yelled at me and called me things. She said things about you and I, and it pissed me off." He sighed shakily and looked at the ground. "So I needed a relief. I never meant to force you to do anything. I didn't even mean to do what I did that started this whole mess. I messed up our friendship. You probably won't forgive me but," He hiccuped and covered his mouth, turning to look at me as his body shook. "I'm sorry, TaeLyn."

I left my last class, sneezing repeatedly and hugging my body. I returned Mark's sweater after lunch and became colder shortly after. My sinuses are clogged and I can't breathe properly. "goodness, you look like shit." I glare at Jungkook as he walks beside me, ignoring Taehyung on the opposite side. "Here, take my hoodie." He begins to remove the black hoodie but Taehyung stops him. "I got it, Kook." He hands me one of the two he wears but I hold my hand up. "I want his," I stubbornly say, taking Jungkook's hoodie and handing him Tae's. "See you at home, Kookie." I whisper as I hurriedly leave the warmth of the school and walk home. I arrive home, shivering like crazy and cutting of my father's words with a loud squeeze. Eomma walks over to me with a concerned look as I remove my shoes at the door. He holds the back of his palm against my forehead and frowns. "Go to bed. I'll make you something warm and light to eat." I nod, sneezing loudly into Jungkook's jacket. I waddle to my room with weak legs and throw my backpack on the floor. I lie on my bed and pull the black colored duvet over my shivering body, my lungs exploding against my chest as I sneeze again. 

Eomma walks in minutes later with clothes straight out of the driver and crazy warm. He asks me to change and puts warm socks on my feet. He hands me a bowl of Ramen and hands me the remote to my TV. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." I nod, sipping on the noodles. I scrolled through Netflix and settled on a Disney movie. I watched about three before I decided to get up and walk to Kookie's room. I was bored, cold and lonely. Kookie was just lying down in bed, playing his game. He looks up at me momentarily before focusing back on the game. "Feeling better?" I only groaned and lied down next to him, wrapping my arms around his torso and resting my head on his back. "Oh, man." he shivered. "Holy shit, you're warm as fuck. Better not get your boogers on my back." I was too weak and sleepy to smack him, so I hummed, snuggling closer and falling into a deep sleep. 

Jimin-ie-pabo. So how'd you feel about the little confession? Jaehyun?